Well, today we have no ceative mood for the beach but suddenly I did something with my brother`s meal

Wow! 8-)

I am lazy, extremely lazy that summer. Even if I do paintings I am lazy to make posts or downloat the pictures so feel a bit guilty about it. This is my happy life on Corfu so this is clear: to be involve in art and to growth as an artist you have to be unhappy, better suffering or in pain… because in happiness people became relaxible. So I am relaxable here

This is the time to be happy and involve in natural sea life. I am swimming, sleeping on my favourite stones in the sea, listening sounds of nature, doing yoga before the sunrise. I am happy to see the green-geen sea, to make sketches, to feel how rocks growth.

Different coctails and smoothy is an important part of my diet. Being a strict vegeterian I have to design something eatable from local products by myself and so be independent.

On Corfu I did a delicious smoothy in my portable blender. Local fruits of Corfu is very nice, fresh just from trees and it`s fragrance made bouquet to smoothy. Well, my favourite smoothy includes 1 green apple, 1

Hello everybody! Now I am nearly get enough sleep and ready to make something heroic, for example to clear up my work place anf files. Here it is a sketch I made in Paleokastriza, Corfu.

Sketches is really good thing to fix your feelings during travelling. Your hand and your heart working together could make literary doors to remembering, reliving. As you stay in a place you can do a sketch

Today is a gap between yesterday 6-hours lectures and the same tomorrow and even at Saturday. Too many students swarms around me wanted to affirm themes of their graduation works, to many calls and e-mails… It made me crazy. So I meditate to deep green and blue sea, remember how it shining and how the rocks grows.

That sketch I made sitting in Xenia cafe, Paleokastriza. This is so beautiful

Today it was a strange mix of hard work (6 hours of lectures and no time to break), heavy clouds and as the end of the hard weeka piece of fire red sky I saw before the sunrise. It was amazing light, a breath of fresh nature and suddenly I remember how I worked at Corfu that summer.

It was something special. Being in full relaxation I painted by both hands. The sketch by brush and black ink